I think about everything I've said
I think about the hole in my head
I think about every place we've been
I think about everything in-between
I think about you every day
I dream about you every night
Every night
She told me some things don't work out
She told me I can't be around
Dogs holding me up in life, four-pack of Saint Etienne and I'll be fine
Cats in their Balenciaga shoes, oh it's no use I'm still old news to you
Half a gram yeah that should work, wait for the man lower than dirt
Lower than dirt, lower than dirt, lower than
I know I'm in the wrong
And I know I've said a lot
Of things I didn't need to say
Of things you didn't need to hear
But girl I'm quite a while away
And well I never thought I'd say
That I cried the day away
That I cried the day away
Well I tried to stay away
Girl I cried the day away
Girl I cried the day away
And I tried to stay away